Hip. Nay, more, she described the man to me that was to do it, and he was as like you as could be. Have you any brothers?
Ger. Not any; 'twas I, I warrant you, sweetest.
Hip. So, he understands himself now. [Aside.
Ger. Well, madam, since 'twas foretold you, what do you think on't? 'tis in vain, you know, to resist fate.
Hip. I do know, indeed, they say 'tis to no purpose: besides, the woman that told me my fortune, or you, have bewitched me—Ih—think. [Sighs.
Ger. My soul! my life! 'tis you have charms powerful as numberless, especially those of your innocency irresistible, and do surprise the wariest heart. Such mine was, while I could call it mine, but now 'tis yours for ever.
Hip. Well, well, get you gone then. I'll keep it safe for your sake.
Ger. Nay, you must go with me, sweetest.
Hip. Well, I see you will part with the jewel; but you will have the keeping of the cabinet to which you commit it.
Ger. Come, come, my dearest, let us be gone: Fortune as well as women must be taken in the humour.